Cold Dust Soul

I'm a sucker for the collaboration of good stories with memorable music. I've been enjoying listening to Bill Mallonee's BandCamp page (the former front man for The Vigilantes of Love; VOL). This is probably one of the more gripping songs that's stuck in my head lately. The end of the chorus is worth a listen... 

Cold Dust Soul - Bill Mallonee

Tell yourself it's only temporary

Just a few years you got to shave off your youth.

But as sure as tomorrow,

with all you had to borrow

the company store won't ever turn you loose.

A miner's world is a dark one

a miner's world is full of ghosts,

a miner's wife I reckon

she prays more than most.

And if I do meet Jesus,

I won't have much to offer,

I won't have much to show,

nothing but this cold dust soul.

There's always one more kid gambling,

there's really no escaping the curse,

when all your measured by down here,

is the veins that you can keep here,

and what you can scratch out of the earth.

A minner's world is a dark one

a minner's world is full of ghosts,

a minner's wife I reckon

she prays more than most.

And if I get to heaven,

I won't have much to show,

nothing but this cold dust soul.

Now to steal the earth's possessions 

surely comes with a cost

And all my friends I know down here

by the sound of their coughs.

I know them by the smile their smiling 

beneath that grimy face.

I know them by those things

they're gonna never say.